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The day after I posted my blog about my co-interns, BLOGSPOT, WORDPRESS, TUMBLR, and many other blog sites were blocked in the Test Department (or sa lahat ata). Spell Kill Joy… A-Y-T-E-E“Oh please spare me if someone finds this one out… Please. I don’t want my extension to end soon.” No one is stopping me from updating my outdated blog entries. And no one’s gonna mess up with my pretty-messed-up blog site. I have all the time in the world to attend to those things. I still have the stringing-out-of-words thingy… though sometimes I really have to consult Ms. Miriam and Mr. Webster with the choice of words I have, but nonetheless I’m still capable of doing my niche. Even though I lack resources and necessities, I still have that kick and confidence to keep the updates coming. God will provide, and so the praying will keep on coming right to the very end. “Kung gusto may paraan, kung ayaw maraming dahilan” I’ll stick to this cliché till the very end. It’s very true isn’t it? You can block a…

“Thanks for all the efforts you’ve exerted in evaluating all the builds…” “Ma’am, can I hug you before I leave?” that’s all I can say. And she hugged me to the point of me smelling the perfume she wore that night. … I’ll miss Ma’am Anne. I will miss her distinctive laugh and the shrill of her voice whenever they talk about something interesting with the other Engineers. I will miss how articulate she speaks on the phone over an argument with a teller about an ATM card problem. I will miss how she calls everyone “dear” and her affectionate “thank you” afterwards. I will miss how early she comes in the office and how workaholic she is all the time. I will miss Ma’am Anne. … After I bid my farewells and see-you-soons and after the earthquake shook the OSMA building with our thoughts disturbed, I went home sad with the fact that I’ll not be able to see Ma’am Anne again. (She is my favorite build eval teacher after all…) And it hit me… Ma’am Anne never saw it coming too, the thought of working for a p…

Long gone were the days of isolation and aloofness, they were all just memories of the past. Long gone were the days of being alone: eating lunch alone, eating snacks alone, getting my allowance alone, and laughing alone. The walls I’ve made for myself vanished in thin air and it was with my knowing that this point will come… and it sure did! To date, I’m the oldest and the remaining OJT from the previous batch of OJTs in Test Department (that includes Patrick, CM, Nelly, Shane, etc.). So, I’m already a relic; prehistoric and extinct (okay, point taken). But with the outgoing OJTs, there should be incoming OJTs to fill the available slots that the outgoing OJTs left behind. And I’m glad to know that because of the new OJTs, I was able to change my old ways. Because I’m not a loner, I just don’t feel the pool of OJTs I have back then and I’m thankful that I was able to break through my comfort zone and believe the fact that no man is an island. Here are my co-interns and the things tha…

Ring ring!! My phone chirped loudly inside my pocket one fine morning. I hastily open the message and was surprised with what I read. *Honey, sorry na! Asan ka ba?*Huh? That’s weird. I’m single and my name is not Honey, another prankster alert. Oh well, I’ll just ignore that one. I’m already late for school and we’ll be having a quiz later. I skipped breakfast and launched my way to school. As usual I was late but I was able to be on time for the quiz, sad to say I flunked again. Then in the middle of our laboratory class my phone vibrated again. Okay, this is unusual. I don’t receive text messages this often and this early. Maybe this is an emergency from someone. Then I took my phone from my bag and read the message from an unknown sender.*Honey, asan ka ba? Sorry na, alam kong may mali ako ikaw rin naman eh* I’m already pissed at that moment. This is awkward. I’m not in the mood to reply to this message. And I’m a guy! What the hell does this Honey-obsessed-lover want from me? Okay, …

What would you do if one day you will be required to dance ballroom? When you know that you’re not good at dancing? You’re not that flexible and flowing, not a Dance Instructor wannabe but just an innocent individual yet to discover a moving ritual which is unknown to your existence? But here’s the catch, everyone can be a professional dancer! No matter how young or old you’ve started to move that stiff body of yours. There’s still a solution for it. Here are some tips for beginners to engross with to avoid that awkward, and embarrassing dance moves and to start anew in ballroom dancing. 1.Know the Basics. -In every dance genre, basic steps are essential. Cha-Cha, Samba, Rumba, Tango, Boogie and the like have their own basic steps. Being a beginner, it is important for you not only to know but also to learn each step. Take note of this, without the knowledge of the basics you’ll never come up with a good dance presentation. Proper execution and positioning of the feet is the key to bette…

﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ After the successful Mr. and Ms. Personality 2011 pageant night (which was held last night duh?). I can therefore say that Beauty and Brains combined is a rare find nowadays. The question and answer portion proved my proposition. It happens in most cases, and it is also a realization that we are all equal in the eyes of man and of GOD. Some handsome guys are just pretty face, once they start talking… dumb dumb dumb here we go! Pretty girls may just look pretty but their words may sometimes be pointless and senseless. (so much of less-es!) In some cases those showered with Einstein like brains and articulate tongues are those who lack in physical attributes. They may be not perfect (physically) but they always ace examinations and all mathematical questions with detailed solutions on a separate sheet (you know what I mean?). But what caught my attention last night was the oh-I-forgot-the-answer and shocks-I’m-mentally-blocked moments. The candidates were all stunning. And with t…

Here’s a little secret I need to tell you, I have a thing for this thing or trend they have nowadays (or even before the break of civilization) the infamous BEFORE and AFTER look. It seems that this trend is a cliché (so redundant), a formula used by advertisers to entice consumers of all ages. I can still remember almost all slimming tea ads that show pictures of their models from fat and flabby tummies to hot and trimmed bodies. Remember any ad that uses this formula? I’m sure you have a list of it (I know right?) I am not degrading this type of advertisement. (I was once a giddy consumer and was into these ads until now).I just have a thing for it. Want to know what it is? Then read along… Everyday seems like a HEAVY burden to carry when you’re commuting. The traffic jam will stress you and the buses and automobiles along with the screeching tires and suffocating atmosphere will kill you slowly. Thanks to some diversions: billboards and posters of apparels, beauty products and upcomi…